Chapter 66: A little care, not respect
And Zhishan stood in the middle of the room with such a long body, holding the strange talisman that constantly emitted a strong blue light in his hand, letting this gust of demon wind blow his black green silk, his white face was still calm, and a pair of dark jade-like eyes flashed with bright stars, and he said in a low voice: "Soul Binding Demon." β
"Sizzleββ!!" The monster opened its bloody mouth towards Zhishan, but it made a sound like a snake, and between the lightning and flint, several black gases were seen rushing towards Zhishan.
Hua Weiluo was shocked in his heart, and just wanted to remind him, he saw Zhishan stretching out his hands, silently reciting the heart in his mouth, and the blue light suddenly burst out and collapsed, with an icy and cold aura, rushing towards those few black gases, and the black qi with frost and snow pillars suddenly condensed, and then instantly turned into nothing.
Zhishan condensed his energy, a blue light jumped between his eyebrows, the strange talisman in his right hand flew in the true qi, and a vein of true qi went straight to the talisman from his fingertips, and in an instant, the blue light was vertical and horizontal, and the strange talisman suddenly flew towards the monster in the air.
A ghost crying wolf howl sounded in the ears of the flower not falling, and then I saw the huge monster slowly turn into a wisp of black smoke, and finally gradually disappear.
The cracks in the floor of the room automatically returned to their original shapes, the black fog slowly dissipated, and the sunlight outside the window finally shone in warmly.
Hua Weiluo, who was shocked by the scene just now, finally felt a warmth around her as if she had regained consciousness.
"Mother, are you okay?" The young man saw the old woman who was still sitting on the bed just now, fell straight down to the bed, and hurriedly ran to the side of the bed in three steps and two steps, and then asked with an anxious expression.
"Ah Liang......" The old woman who had described the withered old woman just now slowly opened her eyes, her cloudy pupils became clear, her chapped lips squirmed slightly, and she whispered: "Mother, what's wrong??" β
"Mother, are you okay??" The young man named Ah Liang watched his mother's face slowly regain its blood color, and couldn't help crying with joy: "Mother, you really scared me to death!" β
"Michichi, thank you so much!!" Ah Liang turned around and bowed deeply towards Zhishan, his eyes full of tears of excitement.
"No thanks." Zhishan watched the strange talisman in his hand finally burn into ashes, and then fell flutteringly, his thin lips moved slightly, and he said lightly: "In the future, let your mother not go to the cemetery alone, the soul bundle monster specially picks these weak people to possess them, absorbs their yang energy, and makes people hallucinate, if you have to go in the future, you will pick noon to go, or wear this talisman on your body." β
As he spoke, Zhishan took out a talisman from his sleeve robe and handed it to the young man.
"Thank you, thank you!!" The young man took the talisman gratefully, then took out some broken silver from his bosom and handed it to Zhishandao: "Be careful, not respectful, please accept it." β
Hua Weiluo looked at the broken silver, thinking that Zhishan would at least be polite, but he didn't expect him to take the broken silver expressionlessly, nodded towards Ah Liang, said "farewell", shook off his robe, and turned to leave.
"Wait...... Wait for me......" Hua Weiluo quickly tugged at his sleeve to follow.
Out of the courtyard, the sun was shining outside, the breeze was blowing, and the sweet scent of flowers was floating in the air.